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Post by |*~!Dreamer!~*| on Jun 15, 2009 20:56:46 GMT -5
The soft thudding of hoof beats echoed along as the Arabian cross carried her self with fluid movements. She carried her self in a proud fashion, just like any normal Arabian would. Her head was held high, along with her tail, her neck was arched elegantly, and her legs barely touched the ground as she moved. Swishing her long tail, the pinto stopped at a top of a hill, her small audits flicking slowly back and forth on her head. The mare's delicate nostrils flared as she swished her tail once, before descending down the hill with ease. Her coat was that of a tri-colored one. Her main color was chestnut, with the tobiano pattering. Her forelock was black, along with part of her mane and tail.
Stopping at the river, Dreamers ears flicked slowly back and forth as she listened quietly, tail swishing against her flanks. The surrounding smells of stallions and mares entered the light mares nostrils, flicking her tail once, the pinto lowered her fine muzzle to the cool surface of the creek. Her breath blew in short puffs in the winter air as she blew on the river, just barely frozen. Striking forwards with a front hoof, Dreamer broke the thin ice with two strikes of her hooves. Once the water was open enough to drink, the pinto lowered her muzzle farther to the water, and drank quietly, her brown orbs looking across the river in daze. Almost like she was going into the clouds.
The Horse: Dreamer Info: Eeek. Need to get into wild horse rps again. =/ Other posts should be longer.. hopefully. To the poster: Any Darks or Slaves.. that seems to be my favorite.. but light works as well. =]
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Post by Havoc on Jun 15, 2009 21:09:58 GMT -5
I had grown quite lonely back at Aspen Sands no one to share the land with but afterall i don't like sharing, it's not my thing and probably never would be who knows i don't give a shit no one does. At the moment i was looking for slave light mares the finicky type that gets scared easily, they make great slaves and great breeding stock. I doesn't care if they are young or not they will be my slave no matter what and if they disrespect me they will get a beating or two, pretty bad. I am the insane crazed stallion that craves equines blood, no i am no bloodsucker but i just love to get into fights and win them it's my thing. Once i get enough slaves then i will look for herd members and later on i mean later on i will look for a dark damn sexy queen to rule beside me, she has to like i mean she has to be a damn hot bitch.
Trotting powerfully into lonely hearts i smelt a number of mares waiting for a stallion's company, yes it's my time to shine now, great. They named me Argo and name you wll be screaming later on, i saw a finicky looking mare not far ahead of me i nickered towards her and snorted, i made my way over towards her with mny strides increasing each time i got closer towards her. I slidded to a halt observing what it looked to be a light, yes, score!, Well well i see i have found a light finicky mare with no one else to protect her. I gave a smug expression on my facade and licked my rough kissers, I'm Argo, yours wench? My tone was pouring and screaming out death, i kept my expression on my facade flicking my lobes back and forth.
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Post by |*~!Dreamer!~*| on Jun 15, 2009 21:23:18 GMT -5
The sounds of other horses around the mare, made her pelt twitch slighlty, showing that she was still some what on path with the real world. A low groan from the ice down stream made the mare's scull shoot up, tail swishing up and down against her flanks and legs, uneasily. This seemed like a place she wanted to be, if only she had the right company. Snorting soflty, the pinto turned her dished head to look. There was nothing up down stream. Nothing at all. Nothing. Dreamer stuck her small ears out to the side, then pinned them at her self.How stupid could she be? Because there was nothing, nothing.. nothing!! there.
One,Two-One,two.One,Two-One,two.One,Two-One,two.One,Two-One,two. The sound of a trotting horse got closer and closer to the mare. Turning her scull towards the sound, Dreamer swished her tail, nostrils flaring.. double checking that it was just a horse. And indeed it was. Shaking her pelt slighlty, the pinto backed out of the stream, her coat gleaming. And just in time to almost bump into something solid.. hard.. muscular.. and tall! Wheeling around, Dreamer's orbs widened slightly.
There, behind her was a stallion. Big yes. But of course every other horse seemed bigger then Dreamer, she was only 14.3 hands tall, and had a very.. what do you call it, petite body. At the sound of the stallions words, she pinned her ears. He was defintaly going to be one of those stallions she called to be an ass. I am not. She snapped with a sassy crack of her tail, ears pinning flat against her mane.. and flattening with his next words. So pushy he was. So Dark.. at that thought.. Dreamer flicked her ears up for a second.. she had heard of him some where.. oh, and then it hit the pinto mare. It was thee Argo. Oh shit. D.. D.. Dreamin' Up.. Dreamer studdered a few moments before finally being able to finish the rest. Dreamin' Up Dreams.. Dreamer for short. Dreamer stepped a few steps back, and right into the icy cold river.
Can't you go find some other damned mare to pick on? After all, I'm not that pretty, or dark.
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Post by Havoc on Jun 15, 2009 21:44:52 GMT -5
I kept my distance from the light mare she seemed to be out of it and she looks quite timid, oh well her small form will hold my weight. I pinned my lobes back to my skull as i kept continuing to look at her oh yes such a great slave mare she would be for his own good i am is going to claim her no matter what but if another stallion wants to fight for her she isn't worth it, i mean look at this thing so fragile and witty. It was winter, yes nice and cold, dark yes of course just like myself and yes i am a man whore but who cares i only like to breed with mares and then let them suffer then rest, i either run off but if it's a dark mare she is welcome to come home with me.
I chuckled deeply as this light mare pinned her lobes back at me such a joke she was, i was going to lunge at her neck but she can wait for that. I kept my lobes pinned back on my skull as well and my teeth now baring towards her my glare was burning like a death glare, i wanted to hurt her so badly now. All i ask from every mare is respect, i kept my posture towards as she began to speak so her name is Dreamer. I chuckled at her light name so stupid and lightish.
And she wanted me to go some place else? well i have news for you hunny i am not going anywhere and just to make sure it was clear i dug my hooves deep into the soil and snorted shaking my head up and down making it clear i would stay here. Dreamer, oh Dreamer you are such a crack up you would make a lovely comedian someday. I chuckled a deep breathless chuckle towards her, she was a joker right? she looked it. No i am not going to leave, now let's start, you are a light and i am a dark in search of some slaves you happen to be in my path bitch. Hopefully she would get the message through her thick skull if she was smart enough or maybe she could make another joke out of it?
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Post by |*~!Dreamer!~*| on Jun 15, 2009 21:55:47 GMT -5
Comedian my butt. The pinto muttered under her breath, brown eyes glaring at him. He was big, and Dreamer knew he could easily hurt her... and yet she was sassy. Why? Dreamer had no clue. Maybe it was the sassyness in her bloodlines.. maybe not. Swishing her tail, she glared at the stallion. Unhappy at the turn of events. The mare didn't like winter to begin with, let alone when a dark stallion just happen to come upon her path..
The world 'slave' made D reamer shiver. Her dam had been a slave, though after she was born, wasn't treated like one. Oh, really.. Dreamer mused as she listened to the the stallion, her tail for once resting quietly against the back of her legs, slightly clamped down now, she tried not to make it all that noticeable. Interesting.. Dreamer murmured. But.. You are just going to have to find a different mare, because I'm outta here!
And with those final words, Dreamer spun quickly on her hind quarters, and bolted the other way. She cringed as she entered the cold stream, and quickly leaped through it with smooth movements. The arabian blood in her was showing through as she moved. Kicking her hind quarters into the air as Dreamer reached the other side, she didn't realize she was on a patch of ice. As her hind quarters came down, Dreamer's front end slipped, sending her flying across the black sheet of ice, and gashing up her front leg while she was at it. Oww. Dreamer muttered, as she took a good look at her torn up front, right leg.
done =]
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Post by Havoc on Jun 16, 2009 15:58:19 GMT -5
I heard the word she said under her breath and gave her a glare which was unpleasant and put my lobes flat against my skull, the wintery wind blew and it did blow up a chill i tipped my hind hock and leaned on it, bored. I let my tail tassels fly with the wind, sighing and rolling my eyes back into my head she didn't seem to impressed either i snorted and shot a glare at her. He felt like a little colt again playing these silly games that this joker had set out or planened along with her while she is at it why didn't she bring her magic box of tricks? that would be much more entertaining.
He was startled by her neck paragragh of words and she seemed to make a dash for it, you can run out bitch. I sighed and let her get a head start annoyed with this situation i nickered angrily and pawed the ground, baring my teeth. She swam through the water and on the other side then she slipped, i knew it what an idiot, i laughed with amusement licking my lips. Bitch I said under my cold venomous breath, he looked around and back at her seeing her in pain made it even more fun.
I leaped off into a fast gallop towards her direction my front limbs reaching out for more ground for a longer stride, my crest was arched in a defensive mode my lobes still flat against my skull and i bared my teeth ready to lunge. As i hit the water i strike out in the water will force and power succeeding with greatness i snorted as i got out on the other side and saw her lying in pain,i moved over towards her and skidded to a halt. I tilted my head to the side, curious, amusement i grinned with how this turned out now, i saw the gash oozing out with crimson red blood. Fucking. Bitch. i spat on her pathetic body she was a worthless fuck wit.
I walked around to her stomach and turned my romp on her, with every muscle in my legs i kicked with all of it several times hopefully it would hurt maybe a cracked rib?, i turned around and lunged at her neck hopefully there was more blood oozing out for more fun. Get up now you worthless bitch!. I felt like doing more damage but enough was enough for now, she would have to be in good condition for him to breed with. Smiling i was amused with this blood oozing out of her body.
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Post by |*~!Dreamer!~*| on Jun 16, 2009 16:12:01 GMT -5
The pinto pinned her ears slightly as she heard the stallion come up behind her, after going through the water. Dreamer shook her head slightly as she listened. This was not a fun day. The blood from her leg gushed out quietly onto the cold snow, making Dreamer shiver slightly. Hearing the blue eyed brute come up behind her, the pinto lifted her head slightly, struggling to get up as he came up behind her,and then spat on her body. And you're not very nice. Dreamer muttered under her breath as she swished her tail against the snow.. part of it blending in.
A quick pin of her ears was given as Dreamer watched the stallion turn around so his rump was facing her belly. Dreamer snorted softly, cringing, she knew what was coming. That had been a bad decision to try and run away. Finally, his hooves met her side, over and over again. Dreamer squealed in pain, and tried to get up, but was nocked down by one of his final kicks. And with one of his final kicks, a small crack. Dreamer squealed again, there went a rib. Closing her eyes at the pain, Dreamer's auds flicked to listen to his words. Fine. She grumbled and stood up slowly. The pain from her front leg, and from the cracked rib.
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Post by Havoc on Jun 18, 2009 16:06:09 GMT -5
I felt better about myself beaitng up Dreamer she deserved it and she shouldn't have run away from me like that if she didn't run away from me she would have just been fine but oh no the joker got a bit scared and i a king ran after her and punished her for it. He got angrier the longer she layed there in the snow but he was amused by looking at the oozing blood dripping onto the snow, spreading. I would have licked it up but i resisted but it would be freaky if i did, i didn't though. He laughed at the joker making more jokes, i'm not very nice, oh well put a sock in it honey because it could have gotten a lot worst wench. As he beat her up he heard her squeal, yes!, squeal some mre bitch i though to myself but i had stopped and i think she broke her ribs.
Dreamer had finally agreed with me and gotten up i looked at her with a pleased smile, oh the joker was ready to stand up now and start making more jokes? i chuckled to myself as it thought that through my head. Oh darling you are in pain why don't you come back home with me.. Yes come back home with me and she would get locked in a cell where the slaves belong and he will throw in a bunch of maggots for her feed and rotten blood for her drink, i would then use her my pleasure purposes and she would be baring me foals.
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Post by |*~!Dreamer!~*| on Jun 18, 2009 16:11:12 GMT -5
Dreamer stepped slighlty away after she stood, her brown eyes eyeing the blue eyed stallion.. no the ass. That's what he was. An Ass.Dreamer snorted, pinning her ears back slightly. Now he wanted her to go home with him. Great. Dreamer snorted slightly. Yes, she wasn't going to use the same word again. but he was. Glaring at him, Dreamer spoke Only becasue you're an ass, and would beat me up, again if I ran. She snapped angerly. Any don't think I don't know whats happening. My dam was a slave. Glaring at him angerly, Dreamer snapped her tail loud and crankily against her brown flanks.
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